Waa. It's been 3 months since I last posted anything here. Damn lame. Truth be told, it's all because I was bloody busy. Even if I wasn't that busy, I was damn lazy to go to the CC or computer lab. Hehe. Same old, same old. January was the usual, classes, more classes and labs, although I'm only taking 3 subjects this semester. February, same lah. But, at the end of that month, I crossed out my Number 1 'To Do Before Turning 30' list, that is:
GO SEE THE BOYS LIVE.
28th February 2008 is the date I'll always remember as long as I shall live/don't suffer from diseases affecting my memory..
I arrived at Sunway Lagoon Surf Beach at 6. It was raining heavily. I had to run to the Surf Beach entrance where there was already a superhuge crowd. People were brandishing umbrellas and some were wearing raincoats.
Where did they get the raincoats?? I brought a big umbrella (umbrella for golfing-kind), coz I didn't have a comel one.
I waited for like 2 hours and soon people were chanting
'Let us in! Let us in!Let us in!' and some boys who are friends with my friend's cousin made us grumpy crowd laughed a little when they started chanting
'We want Kevin! We want Kevin! We want Kevin!'. Haha. Sangat lawak. Then, when the gate started to open and the organizers (and Anggota Rela uncles) started to let us in, people started pushing. No, more like
shoving.
To make matters worse, they (the ticket screeners) opened a new gate for the people at the back who came late. That was when the crowd got really angry.
'It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair!' I could still see those smiling faces yang dapat lepas the ticket inspectors. Their lines were moving thrice as fast as our line! Mane aci! When a guy complained directly to one of the organizer people, he said
'The crowd is too big. We had to open up a new line!' Now you tell me, was that fair? Was that fair to people who came at 2 and stood at the entrance since (a girl I asked said this)? Sangat melampau. People at the back sangat tak berpuas hati, shoved us in the middle to go forward. The problem was, there was no where to go! People in front yang lepas sangat la sikit, and us in the middle were squashed, worse than
tin sardin. A Chinese guy behind me who's quite
lembut were shouting to his girl friend beside him,
'I can feel anatomy. Male anatomy!' Imagine how I felt. I'm a girl, standing directly in front of him, a guy. Go figure.
When I finally passed the ticket inspector after being carried forward by the crowd (I actually don't remember my feet touching the ground and I moved forward), I rushed to the concert place. I had to leave the umbrella behind. It was my brother's. Takpelah, I'll buy him a new one. Ngehe.
That was a magical night, because I saw my Nicky performing on stage, along with the rest. He was a bit
buncit and
sombong (he did not interact with the audience much), but, as the rest of his fans all over the world would agree with me, Nick Carter can do no wrong. Brian and AJ smiled and waved at us the drooling audience frequently enough so that we were
whoo-ing all the time. Howie was being his flirty self, winking cheekily.
Girls (and some boys) squealed whenever AJ/Howie/Nick/Brian wiggled a part of their bodies. I expected to see a 90% female crowd, but boy, was I wrong! Guys made up about 45% of the people who showed up that night. This one Indian guy standing beside me throughout the whole concert kept shouting
'AJ I Love You!!!' I saw a group of Chinese guys with super-long mohawk hairstyles, the ones where you have to use a whole lot of hair gel to put them in place, were grooving to the opening song,
Larger Than Life. I also saw a bunch of Arab guys with bodybuilders' rippling muscles swaying to
I'll Never Break Your Heart and
Incomplete. Girlfriends brought their boyfriends, kids brought their parents (I strongly believed that the parents had to come because they were the ones who paid for the tickets), and I even saw a little American girl who's about 6 pulling the mom's hand towards the concert place. My sightings proved that The Boys' fans are from all ages, ethnics, genders, etc.
The big black curtains covering most of the stage were dropped to reveal The Boys wearing shiny boxers' robes and they were introduced one-by-one, each shuffling about in one place. The first song was
Larger Than Life, and it was one adrenaline-pumping number.
Their dance moves were smooth (although not as slick as before). That
Thriller-esque move from the Everybody music video is still there and new moves were incorporated into their dance routine for new songs. Their singing brought back sweet memories when they started their musical journey back in the 90's and early 2000's. Their perfect renditions of
Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely and
More Than That made my heart went aflutter. The first was performed while they were sitting down around a table, where they played cards, smoked cigars, and drank 'wine'. They didnt' even have to stand and move about to make the crowd go wild! The latter was performed while they were sitting on stools positioned in the middle of the stage, each having their own mic stand. That was the highlight of the concert for me. Their frequent costume changes were cool, from boxers' robes to snappy suits. They really know their stuff. Kevin's absence didn't dampen my Backstreet pride that night. I'm not
that ga-ga over him, really.
By the end of the 1.5 hours concert, my ears were ringing badly, my throat was sore from all the screaming, my neck ached from the looking up all the time, and my legs hurt from constantly standing on my toes and jumping during the fast songs. But all that were nothing, because I've seen them live, although I couldn't reach out and touch them.
But I can tell you this.
That night, I was in a state of euphoria.
State of bliss.
State of ecstasy.
State of blessedness.
State of extreme giddiness.
State of perfect contentment.
Need I say more?
Now, I can work towards making my Number 2 thing on the list, Meet Them Face To Face, a reality.
p/s: I recorded some videos during the concert, but the sound quality were off because the place where I was standing was right in front of the speakers! Some of them were shaky. What do you expect? They're the Backstreet Boys, and I'm a Backstreet fan! Stills were impossible to capture, because of my constant jumping and screaming. I'm currently in search of the concert videos/stills. If you know anyone in possession of them, please let me know!
And oh, I've been tagged by Gen of
:: escaping to the dream ::.
6 random facts about me.
1. I still love A1, the UK boyband after all these years. I even have Ben Adams on MySpace.
2. I'm crazy over mayonnaise. And Goober's peanut butter and jelly stripes, although I hate peanut butter.
3. I never
lipat my blankie when I wake up in the morning. I fold them only in the afternoon when I come back from class.
4. I just became environmental-conscious not long ago, and now, I try not to put my styrofoam containing my lunch in the pink plastic bag the cafe provides. I print my notes on both sides of paper too.
5. I think I never have enough money to spend. Even if I have pocketful of them, I still think it's not enough.
6. I think my shoes:clothes ratio is like, 5:1. I need more clothes.
RULES OF THIS TAGGING BUSINESS:
- Link to the person that tagged you.
- Post the rules on your blog.
- Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
- Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
- Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
Now I tag these guys:
1. Zaki of
apa yang aku fikirkan...
2. Ayu of
ayumin's incoherent ramblings
3. Arifah of
Finding Myself
4. Jamie of
Kim's Drawing Blog
5. Neneque of
of this and that
6. NadiaWani of
Luck Be A Lady
Some women (and Miss Jays of the world) can't live without their heels, while most men and some women will be glad to see these bunion-causing invention face extinction.
